Girl Scout Cookies.... can't resist

We have all been there.  Sittin' on the couch watching the game on a Saturday afternoon when the doorbell rings.  We rise to our feet and head to the front door assuming it's the neighbor kids looking for your own kids to play with.  We can't prepare for what comes next.

As the door swings open, my eyes travel downward in anticipation of a little person asking for one of my boys. Instead, it's a cute little girl in the 8 year old range with a cute little vest, hair in pig tails and a red wagon of goodies by her side.  Oh no... I'm not ready for this.

Clinging to the memory of the 157 calories I just burned through 30 minutes of elliptical hell, I know that I shouldn't have these morsels in my house.  I know they will only cause me pain and guilt.  They are one step away from being deemed an illegal substance for their ability to pull you in and force consumption at mass quantities.  Still, they sit there in her little red wagon all stacked nicely and sorted by box color.  I know what they are, don't need the color coded system to alert me to the Samoas and the Thin Mints.  Ugh, I can do this.  I can fight back!!

Then... like a little angel the petite little one starts her speech.  Ouch, the words cut like knives.  The boxes seem to now be glowing in her wagon.  My ears start to ring and my stomach starts to growl.  Stay strong man!  She continues with her braces and shiny smile, knowing that she has me on the ropes.  I try not to let her see me prematurely reach for my wallet.  I'm wobbling.  I'm staring defeat right in the face.  Can't ... feel.... legs..... vision.... blurring....

Then the moment comes when I succumb to the pressure and sense of obligation.  I can't recall what the funds will be used for, all I know is that I have to race to get these things into my house!  So, with a sense of authority, I say "Sure, I will buy a couple of boxes.".  What I didn't know is that a couple of boxes would quickly turn to 10!!  Dangit!!  I lost the battle.  I faced the tiny person in the green vest and she kicked my butt.

Now, as I look for something healthy to eat in the cabinet and come up short..... I can grab a sleeve of the Thin Mint beauties and think about all the other options I could have while popping them one by one.  Don't judge me - you know that you have the rainbow of colored boxes in your cabinet too.

Cheers!